Women detest a jealous man whom they do not love,
yet it angers them, when a man they DO love is not covetous of her.
Lo! jealousy the green-eyed monster whom doth mock the very flesh it feeds of !
If only women would understad the capacity of love within me, then what green-eyes they’d all posess!
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